Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1138: Am I Really That Fragile?

Xinyan had no intention of keeping it secret from her. "I’m getting married."

Jiang Peiqin let out a sharp cry, "What?"

She followed up right away before Xinyan could respond, "Didn’t you say you’d only consider it after graduating from university?"

A sudden realization hit her after those words: "No, no, did something happen that I don’t know about?"

Despite their tight bond, Xinyan chose not to share the events with He Jinxuan from yesterday, since it was tough to discuss: "He Jinxuan’s age is what it is."

Sensing the moment, Jiang Peiqin knew Xinyan spoke honestly and dropped the probing, yet she realized an incident must have sparked this rush: "I didn’t expect you to beat me to it."

While talking, a trace of solitude flickered across her features.

Xinyan softly tapped Jiang Peiqin’s shoulder: "It’s a special situation, nothing could be done, Ling Wenhao will definitely cherish you more in the future."

Catching Xinyan’s gentle, soothing look, she erupted into laughter: "Alright, look at you so scared, am I really that fragile?

Moreover, you’re right—it’s not like Ling Wenhao reneged on his promise. It truly is a unique case with good reasons; I understand completely. On top of that, the Ling Family showers me with care these days, terrified of letting me feel mistreated."

Xinyan beamed happily at those words: "In the future, Ling Wenhao will definitely cherish you more, after all, you did suffer some grievances, come, come, come, let’s hug for comfort."

As Xinyan leaned in for the embrace, Jiang Peiqin darted away: "No way, if you want a hug go find your He Jinxuan."

Chatting and giggling, they made their way to the classroom, where a bunch of students clustered near the bulletin board.

Jiang Peiqin tugged at a student pushing through the crowd: "Hey, what’s going on?"

The student indicated the bulletin board: "The city is selecting ten outstanding students from Jing University to go abroad with a delegation for an exchange. Anyone who meets the criteria can apply for the selection."

Xinyan and Jiang Peiqin shared a quick look before weaving into the throng.

Noting the exchange was set for summer vacation, their interest piqued.

Emerging from the crowd, they made up their minds to apply.

Xinyan mulled it over quietly. The days ahead would surely get hectic.

She aimed to wrap up every medical school class before break and nail the exams.

With diligent effort, securing her medical license wouldn’t take long, as fulfilling the needed experience years, skill thresholds, or earning approval would qualify her.

Considering this, without her photographic memory, she’d be utterly worn out.

Returning to her grandfather’s home that weekend, Xinyan was caught off guard by her uncle and aunt’s family also being present.

The instant she entered, cousin Sun Zhenling dashed toward her, prompting Xinyan to steady her in alarm: "Oh my, slow down, be careful with the baby in your belly."

With that, Xinyan stepped closer and lightly flicked her forehead: "You know your condition, yet you still run around—you’re such a handful."

Sun Zhenling rubbed her forehead: "I got too thrilled and forgot, but it’s fine; the little one’s safe inside."

Gently, she stroked her belly.

Then she linked arms with Xinyan, eyes brimming with delight: "Cousin, what’s going on—how did you suddenly decide to get married?"